[Instrumental]
Poem attached to the song:
Living with you was a constant mission, Angela
Always with a plan and many goals set that never saw the light of the day
Many times, it felt like we were near the coast of success
But we were just staring at the dirty shore of Río de la Plata
Expensive fabric hung from your body like a cascade
You were always ready, intact Versace and vintage Prada
And when things went bad you never turned black
You fixed your back and wanted to go out
The youngest soul I have ever met
Inviting me for a drink 3 blocks away
Midnight’s coming and here we are
Roof Garden at the Alvear Palace
You were able to spend, to waste
I was able to take care
Of you
You said drinking was sporadic
And the reasons were always erratic
And I believed because who wouldn’t?
It seemed impossible for a woman like you to lie
And it was
The voices I’ve heard were never the same
Although they came from one single mouth
Now I find useful the fact that you had so many names
I payed attention to all of them from the couch
Eating the most exotic of foods
Drinking the most erotic of drinks
Hearing the most heroic of stories
And before I went to sleep
Dim lights in my room
Window right in front of another apartment in the same building
I saw a group of people singing, playing guitar
I bet they didn’t know one fifth of you
I couldn’t believe the things that were happening to me
Feeling this way due to champagne
Go to sleep, the morning is waiting
Second-hand shoes and on-sale Lacoste
Ready to hit the streets with you, Angela
And wherever you are, I hope you’re sleeping well
Save up energy to keep on telling your stories
There will always be a prey that will eventually fall
From the cliff to the sound of your so many voices